Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

had heard about Hugh

was ruthless and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh

never doubted

would be afraid of someone with

seemed to make sense if he was the

a person like him appear in such

that I am the one watching you

Bar.”

if he’d sensed the

“Okay!”

felt the same

such a big shot like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like

had already started

exploring the escape routes

a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she

idea.

before him was too

such a bad idea in

couldn’t tell what Hugh

a person with

question caught her

no idea what

talking about. You’ve already exposed

You should have felt the

he had already exposed her, there was no point in her to

could have her investigated with a snap of his

do you want, Mr.

sign an agreement with

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

did it sound familiar to the

one that announced the search for people with Omega type blood

Let

definitely

was incredibly good–looking, powerful, and came

every rose has

wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with someone who cared for her. She wanted no attachment

to be in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft

high risk of her losing her life by the side

should

you leave me your

silence enveloped both

was concise and in

loss for words on how she

perhaps?

his question, thinking that Jane might

not come easily

with whom

one

was like an

was on the first time he set his eyes on

imprinted

of her drove him

because they had

were the same type of

the wound that had frozen their heart that

“Okay!”

number and WeChat

she did

The reason was simple.

she kept it from

be able to

liked

through Jane’s

user

of The Simpsons family of five as her display

mark

was a pitch–black

If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave

think about it. Give

her distance from this dangerous

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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